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“Do you like it?” she asks, playing with one of the straps and with my sanity.
“Yeah,” I say, but it’s more like a croak, and I adjust myself over my jeans. I’m so fucking hard, and I need some relief. I rub my palm across my length, imagining her chest covered in my cum. “Can you just wear that from now on?”
“If that’s what the boss wants. What else do you want?”
All of it.
Everything.
You, in a million fucking ways.
Maven is easily the hottest woman I’ve been with. She’s confident and sexy in a way that tells me she knows exactly what she likes and exactly how she wants things done. She’s the one with the power here, and I’m going to do my best to keep up.
“You know it’s been a long time since I’ve been with someone. I want this to be about you, Mae. Not me. Lay down,” I say, and her mouth curves into a beautiful smile.
She gets comfortable on her back, and her hair is scattered across the sheets. One leg is propped up and the other is out straight. I have the urge to take a photo of her. To make it my lock screen so I can see her whenever I want.
I unbutton and unzip my jeans, yanking them down and getting rid of them. I run my palms up her stomach toward her chest. She lets out a shaky breath, and I take her tits in my hands.
“Look at you,” I murmur. I pinch both nipples, and she moans. “I want you to tell me what feels best, okay? What you like and what you want more of. Can you do that for me?”
“Yes,” she gasps. “I like that. Right there.”
“Good. So good.” I reach down her body with my right arm and cup her pussy possessively. “And already so wet. Does wearing my jersey turn you on, Maven? Do you like to pretend I’ll come home and find you in it, then bend you over the couch and fuck you like you were mine?”
“I’ve done a lot of things pretending you’d come home and find me.”
“Like what?” I ask, and my thumb finds her clit. She cries out, and I move the hand on her chest to cover her mouth. “Shh, honey. If you want me to take care of you, you have to be quiet.”
“I’m trying, but it feels so good,” she says, and her voice is muffled. “No one has ever taken their time before. They usually just jump right into it.”
I freeze, and our eyes meet. “Never?”
She shakes her head, and I lower my hand. “Never.”
“No one has made you come just by touching your tits?” I ask, and I pinch her nipple again.
“No,” she whispers, and she bites down on her bottom lip.
“And they’ve never fucked your pretty cunt with their fingers until they had your come all down their hand?”
“No.” She squirms and reaches for me, tracing the outline of my dick through my briefs. I jolt forward and almost fall on top of her, the sensation already too much. “Is that what you’re going to do, Dallas? Are you going to please me in a way that no one else ever has?”
Jesus fucking Christ.
This woman is unbelievable, so unfiltered and so unabashedly herself, even when she’s half naked. I don’t stand a chance of walking out of this room alive.
“You’ve been with boys, Maven, who don’t know how to take care of you. But I do.” I hook my fingers in her underwear. I pull the lace down her thighs and toss them away. “I’ve read your books. I’ve watched you get off. I know exactly what you like.”
“Prove it,” she says, like she thinks I won’t, and the dare makes me grin.
“Fucking brat.” I lie on my stomach and use my thumbs to spread her open. She’s already so wet, and I can feel myself leaking in my briefs. “I need to find a way to shut you up.” I drag one finger through her, and she moans so loudly her whole body raises off the bed. “That’ll do it, won’t it? I’m going to tease you like you’ve been teasing me for fucking months.”
I lift her legs so her knees are bent and I circle her clit in the slow circle I know she likes. It’s torturous to take my time and not just sink into her, but I see the way she’s getting wetter. With my left thumb still moving in slow motion, I slide my right pointer finger inside her to my knuckle and match her moan.
“Fuck. You’re so goddamn tight.”
“Told you,” she whines. “You’re not going to fit.”
